TNARR Episode One: Crimson Harvest
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a vazi, pazia billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him, causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Act One-
6 Hours Earlier...
Crimson Harvest
October 31, 2014 016:012:034
Samuel Grant
New York City, NY, USA
"I really don't get this." Sam alisema as holly dabbed makeup onto his eyes.
"Oh come on!" she protested. "It's Halloween! Your Samuel Grant! Lighten up!"
"Do I really have to wear this?" Sam asked.
"Yes," holly said, giving him the puppy-eyes treatment. "Only if wewe want to."
Sam sighed and nodded. "Continue."
holly continued to dab makeup on for a dakika zaidi before stepping aside.
"I look like my grandmother, and she's been dead what? Five years?"
"That's the whole point." holly said, washing her hands of the makeup.
"What? To look like my grandmother?"
"No. To appear like you've been dead for five years." holly replied, drying off her hands.
"What are wewe going as?" Sam asked.
holly grinned and winked. "You'll see." she said.
"Somehow that doesn't reassure me." Sam said.
holly grinned, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder before tugging on her jacket. "See ya tonight!"
"Tell me about it." Sam muttered.
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"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high profaili character." a voice alisema beside him as holly slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he ametoa maoni at her outfit.
"You think?" holly asked.
"I think it fits wewe perfectly." Sam said.
holly blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench kanzu, koti behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.
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Sam yawned, walking briskly down the street. It was almost nine and his mother's party started in half an hour. He had dropped holly off at her apartment and was heading to his to change from his zombie costume to a tuxedo before heading over to Grant Industries.
Sam had slipped on his pants and an undershirt when he heard knocking at the door. Sam went over to the door and opened it.
Another man in a business suit was standing outside of the door. His bald head gleamed as did his dhahabu teeth as he grinned.
"Why, hello Sam." the man said, stepping inside.
"Reaper." Sam growled.
Act Two:
"Funny that wewe should call me kwa such a name." the man said, sitting on the couch.
"What do wewe want?" Sam asked.
"Simply to finish what I started." Reaper replied.
"And what would that be?" Sam growled.
Reaper stood up and put his hand on Sam's shoulder. "Why to take over Grant Industries and mold it into my image."
"To do that would mean..."
"...Killing all of wewe first. Yes, wewe are quite an intelligent boy." Reaper finished.
Sam growled and kneed Reaper in the stomach before darting out the door and sliding down several flights of stairs. He darted into the karakana where his car should be, but he remembered, he had left it at HQ. He had his Red Revenge costume in a small packet in his pocket, but it was useless if he couldn't change into it.
Looking around desperately for another vehicle, Sam spotted his bike and darted for it as Reaper busted down the door.
"Stop! I'll shoot!" he yelled. Sam ignored him and jumped onto his bike as Reaper shot at him.
He screeched out of the garage, grabbing his alert system and triggering it.
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holly was typing up something on her computer when something in her dawati began vibrating. She opened a secret compartment and pulled out the communication system Sam had set up. He had triggered a Beta threat.
"Meaning he's being pursued kwa a top-class villain and he isn't in costume." Sarah said.
"Joy." holly replied via Skype. "I just changed from this costume."
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Sam's bike screeched off the road and down the hill. Sam gritted his teeth as he tried to maintain control of the bike. He sped past another figure he didn't want to meet.
"Halt young fellow!" the figure cried out, urging his horse faster. "You art in the territory of the Horseman!"
"Great, pumpkin-face too." Sam muttered.
The horse was soon right beside the teen. "Wherefore art thou on my land?!" the man yelled.
The afore-said man was dressed in a costume as if he was the headless horseman from legend. He had even completed the outfit with a very realistic pumpkin, boga mask.
Before Sam could reply, bullets whizzed past their heads.
"Hey you!" Reaper yelled.
The Horseman turned around and looked at the other intruder on his land while Sam sped away.
'Just got to get to where I can change.' he thought, urging his bike onwards.
He saw the wagon. He saw it covered in mud. He saw he was headed right for it. He saw it all too late. Jumping from his bike, Sam hit the ground, groaning. He wasn't used to close escapes without the padding and armor of his suit.
His bike spun and hit the wagon, exploding into a huge column of flame and debris. Sam ducked to the ground, feeling wood splatter into his back. He groaned and got up, running.
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a vazi, pazia billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him, causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Act Three:
Reaper grinned as he pulled the trigger.
The grin quickly faded from his face as he felt a booted foot slam into his cheek, knocking his bullet off course and him to the ground.
"Run, Grant!" Nightbird yelled.
Nightbird's costume fit her like a glove. The skin-tight black bodysuit outlined her curves and figure. The blue utility ukanda hang loosely to one side of her body. The blue bird emblem on her chest stood out brightly, matching her knee-high boots. A cape went down to her waist. Black on the outside and blue on the inside. Her mask covered the juu half of her head, leaving a slit on the back so her blonde hair could hang free. The eyeholes were large, large enough that she didn't try to cover them up with sunglasses. Her nose was exposed and the same blue bird symbol adorned the juu of the mask, with it's wings spreading to either side of the eyes.
Sam didn't waste anytime in stumbling away.
Nightbird kicked Reaper in the stomach before turning and tackling Horseman off of his horse.
Reaper grabbed Nightbird from the back, putting her in a headlock as she stumbled up. Horseman punched her in the stomach. Reaper dropped her to the ground as she fell to her knees.
"Hey!" a new voice called. "Didn't your mother ever tell wewe not to hit a girl?"
Reaper and Horseman looked up to see Red Revenge standing on juu of another wagon, cape waving in the wind, silhouetted against the red moon.
"Revenge!" Reaper gasped, stumbling back in fear. Horseman stood petrified.
Nightbird got up and punched Horseman in the face.
"That was for a cowardly shot." she said.
She punched him again.
"That was for hitting a girl."
Again.
"That was for being a criminal."
Once more.
"And that was for anything I missed."
Revenge jumped down and kicked Reaper in the face, knocking him out cold.
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Reaper and Horseman were shoved into the back of a police-van.
Revenge and Nightbird stood off to the side, watching the criminals being driven off.
"That was close." Revenge remarked.
"It was." another voice said. Revenge and Nightbird turned to see Police Chief Draxx standing on the juu of the roof. "I contacted Mrs. Grant and she alisema she would be at the hospital in half an hour. She's stuck in traffic."
"Good." Revenge said.
Draxx turned to go, but Revenge stopped him.
"Chief!" he called. Draxx turned around.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Here." Revenge said, tossing him a dagger. "It's a way to keep in touch."
Draxx looked at it for a moment before nodding and slipping it into his pocket. "Thanks." he said.
Revenge nodded and turned back to the scene below, watching his fair city in, relative, peace.
Episode Two: "Hunt"-
Link-
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a vazi, pazia billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him, causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Act One-
6 Hours Earlier...
Crimson Harvest
October 31, 2014 016:012:034
Samuel Grant
New York City, NY, USA
"I really don't get this." Sam alisema as holly dabbed makeup onto his eyes.
"Oh come on!" she protested. "It's Halloween! Your Samuel Grant! Lighten up!"
"Do I really have to wear this?" Sam asked.
"Yes," holly said, giving him the puppy-eyes treatment. "Only if wewe want to."
Sam sighed and nodded. "Continue."
holly continued to dab makeup on for a dakika zaidi before stepping aside.
"I look like my grandmother, and she's been dead what? Five years?"
"That's the whole point." holly said, washing her hands of the makeup.
"What? To look like my grandmother?"
"No. To appear like you've been dead for five years." holly replied, drying off her hands.
"What are wewe going as?" Sam asked.
holly grinned and winked. "You'll see." she said.
"Somehow that doesn't reassure me." Sam said.
holly grinned, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder before tugging on her jacket. "See ya tonight!"
"Tell me about it." Sam muttered.
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"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high profaili character." a voice alisema beside him as holly slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he ametoa maoni at her outfit.
"You think?" holly asked.
"I think it fits wewe perfectly." Sam said.
holly blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench kanzu, koti behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.
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Sam yawned, walking briskly down the street. It was almost nine and his mother's party started in half an hour. He had dropped holly off at her apartment and was heading to his to change from his zombie costume to a tuxedo before heading over to Grant Industries.
Sam had slipped on his pants and an undershirt when he heard knocking at the door. Sam went over to the door and opened it.
Another man in a business suit was standing outside of the door. His bald head gleamed as did his dhahabu teeth as he grinned.
"Why, hello Sam." the man said, stepping inside.
"Reaper." Sam growled.
Act Two:
"Funny that wewe should call me kwa such a name." the man said, sitting on the couch.
"What do wewe want?" Sam asked.
"Simply to finish what I started." Reaper replied.
"And what would that be?" Sam growled.
Reaper stood up and put his hand on Sam's shoulder. "Why to take over Grant Industries and mold it into my image."
"To do that would mean..."
"...Killing all of wewe first. Yes, wewe are quite an intelligent boy." Reaper finished.
Sam growled and kneed Reaper in the stomach before darting out the door and sliding down several flights of stairs. He darted into the karakana where his car should be, but he remembered, he had left it at HQ. He had his Red Revenge costume in a small packet in his pocket, but it was useless if he couldn't change into it.
Looking around desperately for another vehicle, Sam spotted his bike and darted for it as Reaper busted down the door.
"Stop! I'll shoot!" he yelled. Sam ignored him and jumped onto his bike as Reaper shot at him.
He screeched out of the garage, grabbing his alert system and triggering it.
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holly was typing up something on her computer when something in her dawati began vibrating. She opened a secret compartment and pulled out the communication system Sam had set up. He had triggered a Beta threat.
"Meaning he's being pursued kwa a top-class villain and he isn't in costume." Sarah said.
"Joy." holly replied via Skype. "I just changed from this costume."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Sam's bike screeched off the road and down the hill. Sam gritted his teeth as he tried to maintain control of the bike. He sped past another figure he didn't want to meet.
"Halt young fellow!" the figure cried out, urging his horse faster. "You art in the territory of the Horseman!"
"Great, pumpkin-face too." Sam muttered.
The horse was soon right beside the teen. "Wherefore art thou on my land?!" the man yelled.
The afore-said man was dressed in a costume as if he was the headless horseman from legend. He had even completed the outfit with a very realistic pumpkin, boga mask.
Before Sam could reply, bullets whizzed past their heads.
"Hey you!" Reaper yelled.
The Horseman turned around and looked at the other intruder on his land while Sam sped away.
'Just got to get to where I can change.' he thought, urging his bike onwards.
He saw the wagon. He saw it covered in mud. He saw he was headed right for it. He saw it all too late. Jumping from his bike, Sam hit the ground, groaning. He wasn't used to close escapes without the padding and armor of his suit.
His bike spun and hit the wagon, exploding into a huge column of flame and debris. Sam ducked to the ground, feeling wood splatter into his back. He groaned and got up, running.
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a vazi, pazia billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him, causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Act Three:
Reaper grinned as he pulled the trigger.
The grin quickly faded from his face as he felt a booted foot slam into his cheek, knocking his bullet off course and him to the ground.
"Run, Grant!" Nightbird yelled.
Nightbird's costume fit her like a glove. The skin-tight black bodysuit outlined her curves and figure. The blue utility ukanda hang loosely to one side of her body. The blue bird emblem on her chest stood out brightly, matching her knee-high boots. A cape went down to her waist. Black on the outside and blue on the inside. Her mask covered the juu half of her head, leaving a slit on the back so her blonde hair could hang free. The eyeholes were large, large enough that she didn't try to cover them up with sunglasses. Her nose was exposed and the same blue bird symbol adorned the juu of the mask, with it's wings spreading to either side of the eyes.
Sam didn't waste anytime in stumbling away.
Nightbird kicked Reaper in the stomach before turning and tackling Horseman off of his horse.
Reaper grabbed Nightbird from the back, putting her in a headlock as she stumbled up. Horseman punched her in the stomach. Reaper dropped her to the ground as she fell to her knees.
"Hey!" a new voice called. "Didn't your mother ever tell wewe not to hit a girl?"
Reaper and Horseman looked up to see Red Revenge standing on juu of another wagon, cape waving in the wind, silhouetted against the red moon.
"Revenge!" Reaper gasped, stumbling back in fear. Horseman stood petrified.
Nightbird got up and punched Horseman in the face.
"That was for a cowardly shot." she said.
She punched him again.
"That was for hitting a girl."
Again.
"That was for being a criminal."
Once more.
"And that was for anything I missed."
Revenge jumped down and kicked Reaper in the face, knocking him out cold.
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Reaper and Horseman were shoved into the back of a police-van.
Revenge and Nightbird stood off to the side, watching the criminals being driven off.
"That was close." Revenge remarked.
"It was." another voice said. Revenge and Nightbird turned to see Police Chief Draxx standing on the juu of the roof. "I contacted Mrs. Grant and she alisema she would be at the hospital in half an hour. She's stuck in traffic."
"Good." Revenge said.
Draxx turned to go, but Revenge stopped him.
"Chief!" he called. Draxx turned around.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Here." Revenge said, tossing him a dagger. "It's a way to keep in touch."
Draxx looked at it for a moment before nodding and slipping it into his pocket. "Thanks." he said.
Revenge nodded and turned back to the scene below, watching his fair city in, relative, peace.
Episode Two: "Hunt"-
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